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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra ) O2 u6 I' D \5 f: t7 D
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault- a& s; n2 c+ D2 U, E! A8 j
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# t0 P, ?$ |) w+ R; O& z; ]/ lAnd now, the end is near;
# e2 D) |) S/ l) HAnd so I face the final curtain.6 p3 D& y2 f. W
My friend, I'll say it clear,' @% F, u; S% C
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.5 a! H U. b1 X. p3 W
' }0 w J( |8 |I've lived a life that's full.
8 p3 f, Q, q) O7 n1 CI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
) E7 j( R6 a) d. lBut more, much more than this,, u% a0 n& W1 }# n0 {6 _
I did it my way.) e0 `0 P& ~2 i: i: i# w
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Regrets, I've had a few;
8 m0 B6 M" `2 o+ {But then again, too few to mention.
2 _- s% J% Z1 y8 v, ~0 J Y3 [9 aI did what I had to do1 H" m) V4 W6 l! M* m' y8 c1 Q
And saw it through without exemption.: {; R# b. R" o* c0 M( u% d
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I planned each charted course;
) J6 k$ u4 H( s1 N1 }- S- X6 P. |Each careful step along the byway,( C( E ~6 w- J
But more, much more than this,
3 n }7 @7 N; Q& C) ~8 j! RI did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew& z# y# \9 J- o$ o3 z* z
When I bit off more than I could chew.0 [ r% x4 j; z, A
But through it all, when there was doubt,7 Y' [, f5 X0 H3 ^' g, m; R$ W A
I ate it up and spit it out.
7 Z/ V: T# C: n7 p; ^I faced it all and I stood tall;
8 S2 z2 l" Z8 O i6 \: q* cAnd did it my way.
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3 z9 h2 f$ s7 H6 W- f, mI've loved, I've laughed and cried.
0 _, l6 A3 Q7 oI've had my fill; my share of losing.) ]/ A1 ?7 a x, `; j, j
And now, as tears subside,9 j( P- J L/ v5 Z
I find it all so amusing./ |5 Z! X0 f. X& g
. `" x/ A5 G; g# f: y/ eTo think I did all that;# U% N6 y8 X' w( e8 M' Y6 U
And may I say - not in a shy way,
, w/ d+ x/ l4 d4 O3 G' Y'No, oh no not me,
! V+ ^8 P, D1 g, oI did it my way'.5 e6 e) `9 ~) Z
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For what is a man, what has he got?( c: Y9 `1 a" w: c7 D/ v3 g
If not himself, then he has naught.* ]; V, M9 g7 _$ d r2 U
To say the things he truly feels;% P6 K" j- s* ]) t/ X. F
And not the words of one who kneels.
& Q+ F/ J" R# |% xThe record shows I took the blows -9 z' R1 @+ D0 h" S+ [; s
And did it my way! |
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